Although
it had hurt me more than it hurt them, and if I gave them a
fright I gave myself a worse one. As I said at that time:
_Oh, what a tangeled web we weive_,
_When first we practice to decieve_.
_Sir Walter Scott_.
Hannah gave me a horrafied Glare, and dipped into the
Suitcase again. She brought up a tin box of Cigarettes, and I
thought she was going to have delerium tremens at once.
Well, at first I thought the girls at school had played a
Trick on me, and a low down mean Trick at that. There are always
those who think it is funny to do that sort of thing, but they
are the first to squeel when anything is done to them. Once I
put a small garter Snake in a girl's muff, and it went up her
sleave, which is nothing to some of the things she had done to
me. And you would have thought the School was on fire.
Anyhow, I said to myself that some Smarty was trying to get
me into trouble, and Hannah would run to the Familey, and they'd
never beleive me. All at once I saw all my cherished plans for
the summer gone, and me in the Country somewhere with
Mademoiselle, and walking through the pasture with a botany in
one hand and a folding Cup in the other, in case we found a
spring a cow had not stepped in.
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